Stand up when you hear your name
'Cus I think that we're the same
We've got the same old hands
We've made the same old plans
(Look How Far We've Come- Imagine Dragons)
"The Marauders are back!"
With that cheer, Sirius launched himself at their comrade, ruffling his already messy inky locks. James squawked indignantly, trying to push him off. "Not the hair!"
"C'mon James, " he laughed. " It can't get worse than it already is."
"You're messing up the perfect disarray," Remus reprimanded him, an amused smile playing on his lips.
"Honestly Sirius, what if Evans sees?" Peter gasped faux horrified.
"Of course, of course," James muttered bitterly. "Mock the ones who care."
Sirius let out another of his bark-like laughs. "She'll come around mate."
"Yeah when hell freezes over, as she always kindly reminds me."
"But you're still after her right? So you can't tell me that you've lost hope."
James smiled ruefully. "I haven't but all the rejections are really affecting my ego."
He waved a dismissive hand. "Ego, shmego. She hasn't killed you yet neither have you offed yourself. I call those good things at the very least."
A chorus of laughter sounded; they'd missed this, this banter between friends. But there was another thing Sirius had missed more.
"Alright," he began, rubbing his hands together, ever the man with the plan. "The Marauders are back together for another year of causing havoc."
"Remarkable how we haven't been expelled yet," Remus mused.
"Dumbledore likes us," Peter said with a shrug. "He needs someone as mad as himself in the school."
"What better way to make him proud than another prank right here on the train?" Sirius asked, his eyes twinkling. "Plus think of it as a celebration of sorts. Moony here is a prefect!"
"And naturally I'll have to weasel you lot out of punishments?"
"Spoken like a true friend Moons," James chuckled.
"But today I can't help. Sorry lads but I've got rounds to do and then a prefects meeting later." He checked his watch and frowned. "I better get going."
"How will you find us later?" James asked as the former walked away.
"I'll just follow the loud noises," he called back with the ghost of a grin on his face.
The boys laughed and then Sirius held his hands up, asking for attention. "I've got all the ammo we'll need." He shot them one last smirk. "It's pranking time."
"LILY!"
The redhead just had enough time to look up before a dark blur crashed into her, enveloping her into a bear hug. "I MISSED YOU SO MUCH," she screamed into her ear happily.
"Me too, me too!" came another voice and another pair of arms wrapped themselves around her.
"Hest, Doe!" Lily choked out. "Can't. Breathe. Strangulation."
"You're so whiny Lil," Hestia complained but let go nevertheless.
"Prefect badge!" Dorcas exclaimed, pointing at the object pinned to Lily's chest. "I'm so proud of you Lils. "
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Class of 1978
FanficMates, dates, hates. Laughter and tears. The high you get from mischief and the pressure if examinations. Join Hogwarts's batch of 1978 in their lives of ups, downs and everything in between.